The most sweetest appetising apple
Cream of the crop
On the apple cart
Is placed on the top
And tastes divine
Aesthetically pleasing
Attracting many to bite
But sometimes
Rotten to the core
But if not
It's something you want more and more
It's the dreamer's wish
The prettier the girl
The sweeter the kiss.
Categories:
appetising, beauty, girlfriend,
Form: Free verse
And when you open that book
With your expectations
to find the food, exactly how they appeared on the commercial
Disappointment awaits you
Book cover are just as appetising as the delicious food you see on the fliers
But look awkward once ordered
Ignore the advert and order your venom
And when you read your first chapter
Skip unto the last page
and that’s how you finish a thousand pages long prose
but the void in your head
The questions with no answers
Shall motivate you
to reverse unto the first page as your flip page after page
and that’s how you finish a thousand pages long prose
When you close that book
and remember absolutely nothing
Open it for the second time
This time,with a piece paper and a pen
Paint down the important images you encounter
and that’s how you summarise a thousand pages long prose
And when you close that book again
it isn’t the end
maybe it is the end
With all the reading struggles
The sleepless nights and fights
Remember, when you close and hid me in your shelf
I will be right here
Right here in your room,
Should you need me,
This time, hurry before your ants order me
Categories:
appetising, books, education,
Form: Free verse
Will you marry me my sweetheart..!
Or shall we plan a sensuous start
When you walk swaying thy waist
My heart beats in a joyous haste
In drape yellow like a bold belle
Makes rounds the beauteous sail
Colossal charm emits the figure
God has made you with his vigour
Ever appetising is thy juice secret
For it has a unique flavour great
Want to enjoy your hugs sweet
Besides lip-locks oozing with heat
Special delights we have in den
As passion flows like a fountain..!!
Categories:
appetising, angel, appreciation, art,
Form: Couplet
Growing up
i always thought smiles a sign of happiness
a caring gesture:
that could brighten someone's day
white teeth...pink gums:
Presenting a welcoming appeal
...no one ever told me
that smiles can be fake:
a camouflage for hatred & disapproval
the currency for trading favors!
like a worm on a fisherman's hook
...appetising yet deadly!
Nowadays...people jus don't get to smile
they rather smile just to "GET"
it's not natural....no it's not!!!
like a scene on a movie :
choreographed to capture attention!
Quash Quash Quash!...
to mere instruments of deception!
Pray for the eyes to see :
to see through all the smiles!
The wisdom to discern :
all the fake from the echt!
ohhh i have seen it all...
& i live to testify:
YES...smiles can be fake!
Categories:
appetising, betrayal, character, friend, friendship,
Form: Blank verse
The pseudo-science
Cooking is not rocket science but would be cook has to
learn the basic after this he must discover why some
food doesn’t go well mixed with the wrong ingredients
The rudimentary is salt, pepper and butter and then
spices depending on the dish.
The food on the plate should look appetising but not
over-decorated, a cook should not aspire to be an artist
for that, he should go to an art school and paint Pretty pictures.
To put a bit of full-fat cream in some gravies
Is ok, but the dish should not swim in grease.
Always serve fresh salad and go easy on the potatoes.
Categories:
appetising, abuse, age, america, angst,
Form: Blank verse
My eyes are glued to the naked truth
Fresh from the shower her body looking smooth
I only want to lay my hands on her tender breasts
Her nipples are protruding,partially hard like a dried raisin
My feelings are escalating and rising
As i think of spending my whole life with the naked truth
Her curves are appetising
With goosebumps emerging from that heavenly body
God created something so Godly
I want to spend my whole life
With the truth
My confessions are enough proof
That i do not want skeletons
In my closet
I only want to lie with the truth in my casket
The comfort i get from hearing the truth is erotic
My mind is on that voluptuous body which seems so exotic
When lies strip and tease me
I think of the vow i made to you
That i will walk side by side with you
I will admire you until the world is through
Your body is glistering with honesty
Your eyes are electrifying me your majesty
The pleasure of kissing you
Is much more than the pleasure of sleeping with lies
A million times
The whole truth is that the truth competes me
It sets me free
I love hearing the truth
Categories:
appetising, beauty,
Form: Personification
A-appetising
p-pleasant
p-pie
l-likeable
e-eatable
p-pieces
i-ice cream
e-enjoyable
Categories:
appetising, fruit, sweet,
Form: Acrostic
I’d rather live with terrorists or break everything in my skeleton than put up with the residents I currently share this terrace with
I think I’d find it more appetising, to spend Friday night comparing house prices with a member of ISIS
The things said by these creatures that I share a lease with produce in me a cabin fever, that could only be beaten if I was held captive by Al-Qaeda
Except the ransom is paid to a landlord once a month for 60% of my income, it’s increasing, I signed and agreed to it - and I’m never released, either
So I’ve made my peace, it now seems considerable to just abandon all and sleep rough on the floor: it stands to reason, it would likely be cleaner
I’ve never been attached to any semi-detached, and now I’m happy to discard housing completely
Who needs a house that protects from the elements, when the house needs protection from the tenants, routinely
Home is where the heart is, be it near or afar, but this house belongs alongside your faeces
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Categories:
appetising, change, home, house, humorous,
Form: I do not know?
The world in our hands would impair devils
An unthinking thought more blissful
Than a wish fulfilling shooting star
Our missions would be charted out
To go on our victory dance one step at a time
For peacefully unifying the global eye
The lines in the hand of child would be uncorroded
With the scavenging paedophiles detonated
And their gardens be filled with natural joys and play
Food for the starving would be an essentia
Hunger and water a distant call before going to bed
Appetising the poor rather than greasing over fed palettes
We would delve deep into the human vein
Gushing with a universal religion of tolerance
That binds all colours rather than undermining faiths
Gigantic deeds would keep gory bloodsheds at bay
And young valiants would keep hearts of their fair
In strongholds for inopportune cataclysms
Global warming would be of a season gone by
Aerial reforestations and seed bombs for divergent climes
Would be the neatest stuff rather than bloody nukes
A day will come when life begins once again
When dragons burn out the archetype evils and
Dying values will sprout worldwide deliverance once again
April 9, 2016
Dan Kearley
Categories:
appetising, care, child abuse, faith,
Form: Free verse